Frostfang Pack REALISTIC WOLF GROUP! Map and Website! REOPENED!

[GamerGirl]

[GamerGirl]

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[GamerGirl]

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[GamerGirl]

reserved

[GotaCacel]

gonna join ^^ my first wolf RP.
first gonna take a picture of my wolf charrie ^^

[GotaCacel]

Name: Tarka - http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa31/Gota_cacel/screenshot_07202011_214025357.png
Username: GotaCacel
Gender: male
Mate: none
Offspring: none
Parents: unknown
Desired Rank: Subordinate
Age: 5
RP Sample:

Tarka jogged over the land. He had just walked alone the territory to see if everything was fine ...
but now hos troat was dry and screaming for water. at the lake he filled his mouth with the cold water before hs ears
picked up the sound of steps. Tarka looked behind him, seeing a wold from the pack. "hello?" he said, carefully ...

[GamerGirl]

Accepted! Sending you the map, Gota <3 lol

[Miette]

Name: Ambra
Username: Miette
Gender: Female
Mate: None
Offspring: None
Parents: Unknown
Desired Rank: Subordinate
Age: 2 (nearly 3)
RP Sample: Ambra shuffled through the Frostfang camp with stiff legs. The cold had made her muscles tighten to the point where getting up from the den was a hassle. She gave a tremendous stretch, and yelped once as she felt a pop. Her left eye twitched, mouth agape, and she put her leg tenderly back on the ground. She shuffled, more out of pain than stiffness this time, back to the den for yet another nap.

Is it ok if she's slightly reddish? Just making sure it qualifies as realistic

[Tutyr]

[Thestoneofdoom]

(I WAS gonna see about having her born INTO the pack...But I wasn't sure as to who her parents would be...?)
Name: Hibiki
Username: Thestoneofdoom
Gender: Female
Mate: N/a
Offspring: N/a
Parents: Unknown
Desired Rank: She has always wanted to be a beta, however, being born blind, others naturally think she's better suited to be an Omega.
Psst...Frostfang.
Age: 3 1/2 (3 years, 6 months)
RP Sample:
Squish, squash, squish...
Mud slithered itself between creme-colored toes, making the brown she-wolf get a disgusted look on her face. The young she-wolf shook herself free of clear, cool droplets that the sky had scattered onto her only minutes ago. Her ears twitched then swiveled to listen behind her, a rabbit had spotted and bounded away, she knew by the sound of its leap-steps. Returning to her now-wet stroll, the blind wolf stepped gracefully, as if she could see the very obstacles in her path. Not a stick was snapped nor a pebble moved as her paws carried her lightly through the land.